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We are family of three. My dad was one such person who respects and adores mom alot. He is very generous person to me like any other daddy. We used to live like a royal family as my dad used to have good income and never let mom to work. “Life never remains the same”, I feel its a really great quote. All our happiness shattered when my dad got stroke and passed away. People who are close to us disappeared like a fastblowing wind. Every day opens with unsolvable number of problems and ends up like yeah we sustained for that day. I used to see mom filled with agony and looking for someone to say her hardships.
One fine afternoon, one of mom’s friend came to our house. After many months, its first time we both had good lunch. My bowed on her knees, saying sorry for everything she said in the past. That aunt was so cool, took mom close to her. Radha, “I have passed through all this in my life, people around me didn’t understand why I turned like this. Its all about my life, I got no option than that so proceeded. I am not here to laugh at your condition but will be a person to listen”. Mom wept for few minutes. Then aunt gave some money to mom, which mom refused to take but she forced her to keep. That night while I sleeping, I said to my mom that I felt something like when dad used to be after having complete meals. My mom was sitting beside me, she remained same until next morning. When I asked her why she didn’t sleep, she just took me and gave huge hug.
Its around 7pm in the night, my mom wore creamy white saree as if we are going to some function. I was bit excited and asked her “maa, where are we going”. She said “no bhetaa”. In about 15 minutes, the guy who travelled with us came with cameras. He greeted mom then untied her hair loose, then pulled her saree quite lower and pleated her saree thing on to shoulders exposing navel part completely. He uttered “its hard to believe you’re mom of one”. He took some y and slutty pics. “Its all done”. The next day, he came up with full of excitement saying “Radhaji, you got huge response as I expected. If you are well okay with it, there is big offer”. My mom’s face glowed in excitement and turned bit down by fear at the same time. She in low voice “….What’s that?” The one I knew wants to commit but not alone. My mom stared silently. I knew all things that running in your mind, “He hardly says yes to one, if he says it means he will never let your life be again like your past few months”. My mom waited for few minutes and noded her head.
That evening I was watching TV while my mom was getting ready like day before. We heard someone knocking our door. My mom asked to open it. When I opened, that uncle came back with box of wines in his hand. He repeatedly went shipping eatables and drinks into our room. Within few minutes, one after another about 8 members fully covered in burqa entered our room. After that uncle left, one of them locked main door and crosschecked it few times. The hand of that person doesn’t seem like woman’s but appears to be a man. In meantime, everyone started removing their burqa. They are men came disguise as women. All of them are in late 40’s, I could remember of watching few guys photos on placards displayed all along roads while we were coming to this new house. They are in pure white kurtas. I went behind my mom just slowly peeping. To reference them ( Sudhakar, Ramarao, Narsing, Suman, Rami, Sampath, Prabakar, Sathish ).
My mom stood firmly but hands are bit shivering. Suman uncle signalled me to come forward. He gave me sweets. Rami uncle took hold of mom’s shivering hand. Ramarao who stood infront of mom said “darling, will you fill glasses with wine for us”. Mom poured in all glass. Then everyone sat, she sat right next to Suman. As they started talking about whole lot of stuff which I felt boring. With sweet box in hand, I sat in chair other side completely back of them and was busy watching interesting a movie. I didn’t much care about what they are talking for awhile. As box in my hand finished, to grab another box, then I turned back. It was quite surprising and shocking to see that. Those uncles sat quite near to each other with mom sitting on cushioned stool. Her legs were in air with Prabakar and Sathish licking them while Ramarao licking her pussy. Both Suman and Narsing sucking her boobs, Rami uncle kissing her while other two are around her navel. They are having sip of wine and working around her taking turns. My mom was extensively seduced by them. I was just staring at them.
They can’t wait anymore, encircled her and stripped her completely. Even dropped their underwears off. She didn’t care my presence, put her hands on their erected penis giving gentle massage and sucking one after other. Those men are tickling her boobs. She went on top of bed and remained in doggy pose. Suman uncle slowly entered. Mom slowly groaning “abaa… Aaa… Aa… Abbba.. Huhuhuhuuuu.. Aaaaa”. They took turns over her fucked her restlessly. As I eat to full of stomach, fell asleep watching them. Its around 4 am in morning, suddenly I woke up. They were dressing up by the time. They kissed her on lips and on forehead for me. They put some money individually in her blouse. Mom said to them, “he already gave me”. Suman uncle with laugh face, “its short gift apart from pay”. Sudhakar uncle kissed me again, gave some money and said “thank you for choosing me at first”. Then everyone wore that burqa and left.
My mom was happy.
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